A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and Favorites and Subscriptions you guys gave me! I'm glad that those who reviewed want a sequel because i want one too! So that's what I'm doing!

My eyes are really bad right now, so that's why I'm not updating as much. Also, school has been really rough for me because of the previous reason, so i need to spend more time doing homework and less time on the computer. :(

Anyways, don't let that get you down! Enjoy!

BTW, I will probably be disregarding the books and comics that happen in between the movies.

Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers. I only own Natalie Cliff.


*Natalie's POV*

I walked off the airplane and into the local airport. I took a big whiff of the crisp, morning air.

I just arrived from LAX at Honolulu Airport at 0836 on Hawaiian Airlines. I would hang out in my next gate until my next flight at 1137.

I bought a mocha coffee at the little Starbucks at the gate next to security, before walking over to my gate.

The day before yesterday, we all went to the temporary base at the Hoover Dam. The Secretary of Defense has cleared everything up. The remains of the Decepticons were being dropped into the Laurentian Abyss. John Keller thinks that the extreme pressure will keep the metal from being detected and if any Decepticons tries to get the them, they will be crushed. Primus told me that it probably won't work, because they traveled through space for many, many years. Also, he and the President had granted the Autobots asylum on Earth and given them Hoover Dam as a temporary base until they can find a more permanent base.

They also let all soldiers go home until further notice, which is why I am now going home.

Oh, and apparently, Jazz felt the need to come with me to Hawaii as my guardian, so he's on a cargo plane and on the way to the Big Island Airport. Seriously, I don't need a babysitter. Or whatever Cybertronians call them.

Anyways, I was hanging out by the gate, when Primus said, 'How do you know when something happens on your Earth?'

'On the news. That was probably how my parents found out about the base attack in Qatar.' I thought back.

'But how did they know if they weren't there?'

'We were supposed to have a monthly base assessment the day after the attack.'

'So this news is similar to the DataNet on Cybertron.'

'DataNet?' I asked.

'It is their news.'

'Ah...'

'Everything cycles on the 'Net, even things that aren't meant to be viewed.'

During this conversation, I was sipping my coffee and watching out for any unsuspected attacks, even though it's an airport. No weapons or weapon-like objects allowed.

I saw a particular stranger sit down across from me. One with dark skin and a bandana on his head. He wore an army uniform, just like me, with sunglasses over his eyes and a small briefcase.

My jaw dropped. "Fig?!"

He laughed heartily. "It took you awhile to notice me. I was sitting in the back of you on the plane."

I tackled him in a hug and he winced. I quickly let go and said, "Sorry, I forgot you were injured."

"No hay problema." He said, looking at the time. We still had about fifteen minutes before we start boarding.

I told Fig that I would explain everything when we got to Hawaii Island. He was on the same plane as I was because he was stalking me.(No he isn't). Okay, so his mom wanted him to meet her in Hawaii after he was discharged, for furlough. And his mom was in Hilo town, which is where my family lives.

We boarded the plane together and found seats next to each other(1), away from the engines and all the things that plug my ears when they turn on. Fig told me to take a nap, and that he would wake me up when we landed, so I closed my eyes and tried to get used to Hawaiian time again.


I opened my eyes to Fig in front of me.

"Nat, its time to go." He said.

I yawned and stretched my back as best I could. "I hate planes."

We disembarked and made our way to the baggage claim. "So where is your mama staying, Fig?"

"In the Hilo Hawaiian Hotel. Pretty clase alta, por lo que escucho.(2)" He replied.

"Yeah, it is. I never stayed there before, seeing as I live here." I said. "My parents can drop you off there, if you like."

"¡Sí!" He said.

I looked around for my parents, and sure enough, there they were, waving at me like crazy.

"Mom! Dad! Sup, Taylor!" I ran over to them and squeezed the life our of them.

"Nat! We were so worried!" Mom cried, hugging back just as hard.

Fig was hanging back, smiling at the sight. Mom and Dad pulled back and noticed him.

"And who's this?" Mom asked.

"We saw him talking to you by the baggage claim." Dad said.

"Oh, this is Jorge Figueroa. He's a close friend." I pulled him over.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Cliff." Fig shook Dad's hand. "And you must be Taylor. Nat's been talking about you non-stop."

"Not true at all." I waved off. "Let's go. Mom, can you drop off Fig at the Hilo Hawaiian?"

"Sure, let's go."

And we walked to the car, loaded Fig and mine's bags into the trunk, and took off for the Hilo Hawaiian Hotel.


In this farewell
There's no blood
There's no alibi
'Cause I've drawn regret
From the truth
Of a thousand lies

So let mercy come
And wash away

What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done

Put to rest
What you thought of me
While I clean this slate
With the hands
Of uncertainty

So let mercy come
And wash away

What I've done
I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done

For what I've done
I start again
And whatever pain may come
Today this ends
I'm forgiving what I've done

I'll face myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done

What I've done

Forgiving what I've done


(1): Aloha Airlines didn't have seating assignments back then. Unfortunately, they shut down in 2008.

(2): Pretty high class, from what I've heard.

A/N: I'm back! Sorry it took so long again!

i don't own 'What I've Done' by Linkin Park.

Well, that's the end of this story, but the next one is already posted!

Thanks for reading and please review!